I cry

I cry when I need God to wipe my tears. The pain I carry,  sometimes in shame, cannot hinder God’s move in my life,  even as I cry.

I wail out to the rock that is higher than I. I let my tears warm my face as His hand would, if only I could feel it.  

I breathe in His presence as I breathe out all the burdens and hurts that left me almost breathless.

I remember that as my tears wash away my hurts His burden is still easy as His yolk light. 

I find strength in His assured presence. 

I find hope in His ability to carry my weak and frail frame. Yes. Watch as His strength is made perfect in my weakness. As I give Him my weary heart He fills me with that overflowing faith.

Watch as He perfects His work in me.

In my tears I surrender my weakness for His strength; Our strength. Yes I am strong. Yes… I am.

I am the tears that who signal the strength of vulnerability. I am the pebble small and mighty.

In my tears I have found the freedom of believing in a God who sees my surrendered heart, and declares that it is well. As my faith is perfected… It is well.

I cry. And it is well.


Don’t worry…Judas hangs himself.

​”You don’t need to hang Judas, Judas hangs himself.” Dharius Daniels

I have been feeling rather low this week. I’ve been feeling like fighting someone or something or like I am ready for a fight all the time. It’s part frustration and part helplessness. Sometimes I just feel like I give it my all and yet I still fall short. But that’s the thing about God. Nothing we do ever falls short. Judas was always up to no good, undercover. He was stealing from the disciples stash, and he did worst by selling out Jesus. 
Let’s take a minute to consider this. Jesus was the greatest minister and intercessor of ALL time. He was and still is 100% God whilst being 100% man; with one word from His lips Judas would have been no more. He would have been dead. He would have been forgotten. But that’s the lesson. He didn’t. He didn’t fight Judas, He ministered to him and let him be. And Judas took care of himself. 
Let’s ask God for discernment this week, so that we know who the Judas’ are, not so that we can obsess about their presence and existence but so that we patiently minister to them even when they continue to choose destruction. 
But more so let us ask for the courage it takes to trust God with each Judas, so that we are not caught fighting the battles that the Lord has already won for us.
May you find peace knowing that even with Judas and his ill intentions, God’s will was still made manifest. So even with the enemy, his best shot will still not keep you from being all that God has destined. And his demise is guaranteed.

Jesse Williams is my hero

After you watch this… change is inevitable.


For those of you with connection ploblems, I will also paste the transcript. But I must tell you that the video is way batter to watch. It’s the experience of his speech that makes it make even more sense.


Peace peace. Thank you, Debra. Thank you, BET. Thank you Nate Parker, Harry and Debbie Allen for participating in that .

Before we get into it, I just want to say I brought my parents out tonight. I just want to thank them for being here, for teaching me to focus on comprehension over career, and that they make sure I learn what the schools were afraid to teach us. And also thank my amazing wife for changing my life.
Now, this award – this is not for me. This is for the real organizers all over the country – the activists, the civil rights attorneys, the struggling parents, the families, the teachers, the students that are realizing that a system built to divide and impoverish and destroy us cannot stand if we do.

It’s kind of basic mathematics – the more we learn about who we are and how we got here, the more we will mobilize.

Now, this is also in particular for the black women in particular who have spent their lifetimes dedicated to nurturing everyone before themselves. We can and will do better for you.

Now, what we’ve been doing is looking at the data and we know that police somehow manage to deescalate, disarm and not kill white people everyday. So what’s going to happen is we are going to have equal rights and justice in our own country or we will restructure their function and ours.

Now… I got more y’all – yesterday would have been young Tamir Rice’s 14th birthday so I don’t want to hear anymore about how far we’ve come when paid public servants can pull a drive-by on 12 year old playing alone in the park in broad daylight, killing him on television and then going home to make a sandwich. Tell Rekia Boyd how it’s so much better than it is to live in 2012 than it is to live in 1612 or 1712. Tell that to Eric Garner. Tell that to Sandra Bland. Tell that to Dorian Hunt.

Now the thing is, though, all of us in here getting money – that alone isn’t gonna stop this. Alright, now dedicating our lives, dedicating our lives to getting money just to give it right back for someone’s brand on our body when we spent centuries praying with brands on our bodies, and now we pray to get paid for brands on our bodies.

There has been no war that we have not fought and died on the front lines of. There has been no job we haven’t done. There is no tax they haven’t leveed against us – and we’ve paid all of them. But freedom is somehow always conditional here. “You’re free,” they keep telling us. But she would have been alive if she hadn’t acted so… free.

Now, freedom is always coming in the hereafter, but you know what, though, the hereafter is a hustle. We want it now.

And let’s get a couple things straight, just a little sidenote – the burden of the brutalized is not to comfort the bystander. That’s not our job, alright – stop with all that. If you have a critique for the resistance, for our resistance, then you better have an established record of critique of our oppression. If you have no interest, if you have no interest in equal rights for black people then do not make suggestions to those who do. Sit down.

We’ve been floating this country on credit for centuries, yo, and we’re done watching and waiting while this invention called whiteness uses and abuses us, burying black people out of sight and out of mind while extracting our culture, our dollars, our entertainment like oil – black gold, ghettoizing and demeaning our creations then stealing them, gentrifying our genius and then trying us on like costumes before discarding our bodies like rinds of strange fruit. The thing is though… the thing is that just because we’re magic doesn’t mean we’re not real.

Thank you.

AFRICA80: This truly is…History in the making


On so many levels the Africa80 book is a mammoth step of faith and courage for the 80 authors who penned chapters. From Cape to Cairo and many African cities in between, young leaders of this generation took it upon themselves to write their views, hopes, visions and experiences of Africa, as Africans.

This book represents the new Renaissance for Africa’s children. Born as an idea during the 25th Annual World Economic Forum on Africa Summit in Cape Town South Africa; 80 young Africans who work in different spheres and industries, from 30 different African countries took to the project like a house on fire.

This book speaks of leaders of who take action and collaborate. Leaders who in their own communities create spaces of growth and change and healing, and yet they have come together to create and collaborate.

The power of this book lies not only in its words, it lies in what it represents. A young leadership in Africa that is accountable, hardworking, and willing to collaborate to create the Africa they believe in. The power of this book also lies in the impact it will have on the generations after us.

The book says that; “We are here, and we believe in our Continent.” It also communicates that as young leaders we do not take the seat that we have at the table for granted, and that we do shy away from creating the ‘new table’.

The book will be launched on the 25th of May in Sandton. It will not only be a book launch, but this day will mark the launch of the Africa80 Foundation. The Africa80 Foundation is about creating a networking platform for young leaders to identify partners for future collaboration beyond the launch event.

The Global Shapers community, the  Africa80 Foundation and authors of the Africa80 book, ask that you partner up with us on this historic event.

We are inviting 100 young leaders to apply to be at the launch so that they too can experience the power of collaboration.

Closing date for all applications will be on the 14th of April 2016.

Hope to see you there.



Shame on you: Patriarchy must fall

“Men make the moral code and they expect women to accept it. They have decided that it is entirely right and proper for men to fight for their liberties and their rights, but that it is not right and proper for women to fight for theirs.”

“We are here, not because we are law-breakers; we are here in our efforts to become law-makers.”

Emmeline Pankhurst

Thank you Margie Jansen for this quote. It’s reflective of a chat that I had with my friend Sylvia Nomusa Skhosana last night about the blatant attacks that women at the forefront of changing and questioning our narrative, policy and social constructs usually find themselves.

Over the past few months I have known women of strength and of character who have had their integrity and character tested all because they wanted to be law makers or just the voice of the voiceless at the proverbial “table”. But what most of them have faced is threats to their bodies or they have been discarded and not allowed to do the work that they are more than competent to do.

I’m so sick and tired of having to hear about women being told that to make a difference they must sleep with a man in power. I’m tired of the threats of rape and physical abuse that we have to live through when we speak out about injustice. I’m tired of the sexual innuendo that never ends because men who have set the moral code have also grown so corrupt that now all they spew is lust and perversion.

I’m tired of government officials who have a department filled with their mistresses and one night stands. I’m sick to the brim of the male professors who use their power and authority to toy with young woman’s dreams of becoming leading voices in their fields.

Shame on You!

Patriarchy needs to fall.

Let me say it again… Patriarchy NEEDS to fall! It further entrenches injustice in the lives of all women; but especially black women who are already fighting the perpetual injustice from racial inequalities that still exist in this country. We have the right to be law makers. We have the right to be outspoken advocates for change. We have the right to expose the filth that contaminates our systems.

That does not give anyone else the right to threaten or intimidate us.

Sleeping with the enemy


Sometimes having someone to hold you at night, is holding you back from your dreams.

People have become to comfortable sleeping with the enemy. Sleeping with the one who is keeping you from your purpose, your destiny, your greatness.

Being with the wrong person is a burden to some of you. Leave. So that you can be free to be who you were born to be.

#RealTalk #PartersshouldalignwithDESTINY

Reconciling “whiteness”

Being “white” and disgruntled about the current South African government has become an act of futility.

Actually I realise more and more that it’s a growing act of racism…The very systems that kept the government of the oppressors going are the systems at play now. The only difference is that the systems no longer work for you. Now your skin colour seems more like a liability… But instead of deeply interrogating the depths of the suffering and psychological mayhem that your collective comfort and privilege created; you have become cyber activists that still haven’t exchanged “whiteness” for being, present amd justice seeking citizens. And your laziness in this regard has begun to erode the quality of your life.

It’s not the government you have a problem with. It’s the skin colour of the people who run it that has become the glaring issue.

But maybe that’s because you expected that we would have changed by now. That we would have healed and forgotten. You have put so much pressure on time… but 21 years is not enough time for the expected healing on the part of broken families in South Africa. In 21 years how much of your whiteness have you readily given up for someone else’s healing?

Are you even asking yourself these sorts of questions?

Have you considered; that change lies dormant in your community?

This post is not about blame. It’s
about being accountable more than it is about being sorry. Pity never changed a situation for the better, its never empowered people or levelled the playing field. Being sorry and complacent will only keep our country here.

One day when you take the time to change the status quo and oppressive systems that created and continue to fuel your privilege; then and only then will your disgruntled reactions mean anything in the greater scheme of this countries collective suffering.

Only when you can decide from your many forums, with your many degrees that you want to spend time finding inclusive solutions instead of complaining compulsively; only then will your voices not be drowned out by the wailing mothers who are yet to experience freedom for their broken children.

Don’t tell me that you are worried about crime; when generations of people with skin darker than yours lived in abject poverty whilst institutionalised violence and terror instilled a generational fear that still cannot be broken by the “emancipation” that has come with democracy.

South Africa has always had a grim reaper knocking down people’s doors at night. Violence and violation isn’t new for a larger number of citizens in this country. When you can learn to pray down the walls of fear that still consume your black neighbour only then will you begin to understand what terror can actually look like outside of the high walls of privilege.

If you cannot reconcile the fact that your lack of action is synonymous with the state of our nation as it stands then you’re not an honest South African.

Reconciliation will only come with justice. However; for justice to be achieved complacency needs to stop. And the bubble of whiteness needs to be popped.